So, I was sitting in my van at just before 5pm when it hit...OMG man did I want a smoke, God I was reading a book (Good one) and having a jawbreaker and then out of nowhere the urge hit so hard I was really left shaking.

The bad part? It was about 90 mins of this. Like the sea tide coming in. Massive waves of desire rolling up to my neck, pulling back at me each time the waves went back out only to be engulfed again by desire.

No, didn't give in, I have today thrown out all my tobacco and the implements also and so I truly would need to either buy a pack of smokes, or hit a shop to buy a few instead.

I hope this was the only occurrence, but it did show me my resolve to quit is stronger then my desire to go back. Otherwise, I sure wouldn't be posting this now would I?

So to all who are fighting today, keep it up, it's a fight worthy of your best efforts....Now I think I'll go for a walk....